Oh no ho, who do we have here? Another soon to be denizen of hell? What the fuck was wrong with him? It hadn't even been that long since he joined the trade and he was already thinking of the owner of the mysterious voice as a possible contract victim. "That's why I like you, you adapt fast and you will give me many souls to come. Hisss hsss hsss KHAKHAKHAKHA!"-the sharp and low as a whisper demonic voice resonated inside his head.

Balling his fist in anger as he cursed God for his fate, in a split second he instantly calmed down, formed a charming smile and answered back to the source of the voice. "And who might the owner of such a heavenly voice be?"- he said in a smooth tone. He then turned to the new arrivée. "And a beauty to compliment the voice."- he added upon seeing her. It didn't matter if she was beautiful or ugly, the words would be the same as the outter appearance is usually lost while being tortured in the depths of hell...and here he goes again, this thinking will turn him into an actual demon! "Don't worry about that my little human, the more souls you give me the higher the chances for you to go to heavensss kkhh khh kkhh". Ignoring the unwanted interruption, he returned to the girl and extended his hand while making sure to match her working one. "Nathan Simfel, delighted to make your acquaintance"- he greeted while looking into her eyes. If she would be oh so grateful as to extend her hand, he would make a gesture as if kissing the hand while bending over in a courtly manner. As soon as he would touch her hand, he would get a shiver down his spine."And here is another fellow tainted one like you. If you manage to give me her soul, I will count it as 10 normal ones. You should know  very well yourself, the joy of taking what's someone else's. KHA KHA KHA KHA"
Tainted one like him? Could only mean one thing, she had her own demon.

Straightening up he continues:"This already has, proven interesting."